The Story Of Hajima The Nin Ronin, this is kinda long and addictive maybe.. Options

[jchamber]

I got inspiration from you guys, so thanks. Well here it is. Lemme know whatcha think.

(edited for fluidity, immersion, detail, and character touch up)

Chapter one- the begining
Part One
The Uncertainty

"Owww, my head..... dear Mephala!! What hit me?" I found myself with my face buried in a pillow on a hammock and my head was splitting in two. I can't remember what happened that was making my head hurt so bad or why I am lying down but I did know I wanted the pain to stop.

"Quiet, or the guard will hear you, he can be a mean sort." Said a gruff, deep voice. I turned my head to get a veiw of the guy and as I did so realized that I was on a boat, and that I didn't have a sea stomach as nausea overtook me and spilled my previous meal, which seemed to contain little more than a thin soup that I can't remember eating.

"Hey! Watch it!!" said the gruff voice that was now connected to a muscular dark elf with an ear ring, and scar on the right side of his face that took one eye out. He was wearing nothing but a pair of worn out, undyed, perhaps too used... pair of trousers on.

"Sorry 'bout that, I didn't see you were standing so close, good thing you were a little behind me."

"Yea good for yout health too, how are you besides being seasick?"

"My head is feels like it's going to explode, Several parts of my body feel like they have been wounded, I am still tired, and I haven't the strength to turn over to look at my body to see how bad the damage is."

"Well don't worry you'll be fine, gave that guard a mighty good fight though."

"What? Why is there a guard and just how hard did he hit me on the head, I don't even remember getting on this boat, or why I would be on one.. And why did I fight..."

"Slow down there," the man interrupted. "You are on a boat because that is where the guard put ya, the guard is here because I am a murderer and you have undoubtedly been found guilty of something...not that I am saying you did it, ... whatever it was. When the guard brought you to this boat I am guessing you knew you would get seasick or just wanted to escape and you just about did seeing as it took five guards to help the one you gave a thrashing to bring you down. I didn't see it but I heard it, and about it in good detail. I hear one had a hammer and got the back of your head when the other four were trying to get close enough to you, without getting hurt, to grapple you. I heard alot of scolding afterwards, seemed you were not supposed to be hurt getting on, that guard probably got his status revoked. As for this trip I am guessing we are about halfway there and I would suggest you go to sleep if you can't even turn over. By the way I am Jiub, we can will talk later, when you wake up, for now just rest."

And so I allowed myself to stop fighting the weary weakness that poisoned my mind and muscles and just let go...and soon I was standing in a windy foreign terrain. I had never seen anything like it before, the dirt was red and being picked up in the air, there was also another kind of dirt that seemed to be falling from the sky like a very light sprinkle in the storm of red. Before I could gather any more information about the place I heard a voice in my head of a soft but somewhat resounding tone, "They have taken you from the Imperial city's prison, first by carridge and now by boat. To the east... to Morrowind, fear not for I am watching. You have been chosen"

My shoulder was shaking, I began to wake up...to that gruff voice of Jiub's "Wake up, we're here. Why are you shaking? are you ok? Wake up. Stand up,... there you go. You were dreaming. What's your name? Forgot to ask before you passed out again.

"Owwwwww, I am still really sore, so take it easy on the sholder. Um, gimme a minute I just had a really weird dream.....Um .....BAH why can't I remember....I am sorry I can't remember my name right now, so just call me whatever you want."

"I think you seem like a Ganthar"

"That sounds bad lets go with Hanthimar instead."

"What do I care, it's your name."

"Fine then until I can remember my name we agree on Hanthimar"

"Ok, well, Hanthimar not even last night's storm could wake you, I heard them say we've reached Morrowind. I'm sure they'll let us go!" Jiub said hopefully. "Quiet, here comes the guard."

I could see him coming down the steps at the other end of the lower level of the boat, he looked very serious, but almost comical in that he only had one bracer on and one bracer off. His clothes were dark, but his boots and overvest were lighter. They might provide a little bit of protection...why am I thinking like that, I don't want to hurt the person who might let me go....now he was upon me and began to speak in a light, but very official, voice, "This is where you get off, come with me." I now noticed that the Imperial had some facial hair and was begining to bald, but that was at this point irrelivent. I was more worried about how I couldn't remember my own name. As the guard walked away I was caught up in my own thoughts, trying to remember something. The guard stopped and looked back threateningly.

"You better do what they say," said Jiub. So I got over my daze and followed the guard. When I got to the door in the floor of the top level a woman behind the stairs said, "The sooner you leave, the sooner we can move on." She was a ....well no better than a female dog let's say....That thought was interrupted by the gaurd from below that was escorting me,

"Get yourself up on deck and let's keep that as civil as possible." I paused for a moment to hate the woman, and the male guard gave me a small light push with a, "On deck now, prisoner" So I headed on up the stairs in front of me. I never could have guessed what I was to find at the top.

This post has been edited by jchamber: Feb 15 2006, 06:37 AM

[jchamber]

lol, mr. cosades gives you a black shirt in the game when he goes away to Cyrodiil so it's not like he doesn't have a shirt, he is like me and doesn't wear one inside...don't picture that...good thing you can't since I use an avatar instead of a real pic or else you might be mentally scar-ed for life...rofl

Thanks for the help and encouragement.

btw I think I mentioned that my LD is in regards to lack of paragraphing and run-on sentences(thoughts). It is because my brain doesn't stop or slow down when it processes information and I don't think in sets of this is with this and that is with that...it's all interelated and it is inseperable in my mind, and that is how I naturally write things....so when I write correctly it is very unnatural to me....like missing the joints between my finger bones or something...well anyway here comes yet another update...

Chapter Two- Roots in a Strange Place
Part Three- Deals, Meals, and Nighttime Reels*

"Dagon Fel? Where is that?" I asked.

"I just told you that is here! North of the main island of Morrowind.* He sounded annoyed with me, perhaps he didn't like people....that would explain why he hadn't had friends to help him before now. I decided to show him how to be a little kinder by example.

"Wow, that must be pretty far...I am hoping that I can get back to Balmora soon. I have a hunch that something important to me might be there." I was going to ask how to get there but he cut me off.

"Anything valuable? If that's the case I want part in it.." This guy wasn't gonna budge, looks like I was going to have to put up with him until I knew how to get away from him and back on track to Balmora.

"It's not like that. Although there could be something of high value there that I don't know about."

"Doubt it, I've been there, it's not a great city. What are you looking for?"

"Like I asked you, Stargel."

"And who is this Stargel?"

"Someone I want to find." I didn't really trust someone who collected eyeballs, had skills he couldn't be bothered to explain, and was looking to use people as tools of his own will, not to mention arrogent, annoying, and a jerk in general. I had no intention of giving out the fact that I had no memory left to him, he might see it as an invitation to lie to me and make up a story where we were best friends and I did everything for him or something.....I didn't want to see how well he could convince me he was right.

"That's fine, just thought I could help out, but not if I don't know anything about the guy." I was surprised he had given up so easily, but I didn't really know much more than what I had told him anyway.

"This is someone I need to see on my own, but I would like help finding a guy named Cassius too, I have business with him."

"You shouldn't refuse help where you need it. I am going to take you to a house that I am using until I leave town as I am only passing through." He didn't ask the arrogent jerk, I guess he was trying to be as kind as he knew how to be though.... by providing something I needed.

"Hey, I always forget to ask...what's the name of the man who I owe a dept to?"

"How should I know? It's not my job to keep track of your depts. Get a personal assistant if you want that. You own me though and I don't want to give you my real name as I am not a popular person at the moment. So, let's see.....haha, you can call me Barry." He had the biggest grin on his face I had seen since I had gotten off the boat back in Seyda Neen. This guy must have know about what went on in that town, since he looked like that after saying the guards name.

"What is that grin about? What all do you know?"

"Let's just say that I like to finish unfinished jobs that I approve of, and I don't much like guards." He knew!! And he even had killed at the very least the two guards that had ran away from me...if not more, he was certainly able to kill everyong in the whole town if he had wanted. We had come to a stop at this point we were looking at each other, both trying to read the other's thoughts, neither one being entirely successful.

"So is this going to be a blackmail partnership then?" Benificial indeed! This guy was truly looking worse and worse by the minute, honestly though I don't think I had a chance if the guy was missing a leg at winning in a fight, so I had to avoid that particular route of action in this case.

"Now, Now. I don't want us to do things that way, it makes things run far less smoothly, I want to share fortunes with you, maybe act as a helping, guiding hand in both this region of the world and in your abilities.... You by far have some of the best raising and potential I have ever seen.... there again I have a 'tell no evil, hear no evil, see no evil' policy. Meaning I don't tell of the evils I have commited to attain things, you don't hear about them, and no one sees anyone get hurt. As a side note I firmly believe some of my skills will deminish if I tell their secrets, which one day may be appropriate for you to discover, once I am done using them myself and am ready to accept whatever fate comes my way, but at the moment that time is a ways off yet." We had started walking again.

He was undeniably better at combat than I was so I didn't mind getting some training to help improve my own skills. The prospect of big money was nice too, but I really didn't like this guy, he was already getting on my nerves.

As we neared a shack he started to speak again after we had a long, slightly uncomfortable, and mostly ponderous silence. "Well here we are, you can sleep in here and eat anything you see that is edible. I am going out for a bit to gather up some things that we will be needing before we head off, so just make yourself comfortable and don't go running off and end up lost." More like don't run off and leave you without someone to boss around! a$$hole.

With that I decided that I would put some wood on the fire and snuggle into a warmer place under the blankets and think about what I had just learned over a nice cup-o-heather leaves tea that I crunched up and droped into the water cup on the table. I had some bread to tie me over before I dreamed of a man called Count V and his loyal subjects, all of whom were nameless to me.

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I don't think that there are any paragraphs in this one that are a page long so I should be good now. I honestly had no idea where I was going with the dagon fel thing when I put it in, but I think this was a nice peice as it let us see a bit of slower dialogue without having to have a fight or some kind of running from the law, or anything like that.....and of course I had to add a twist at the end....b/c it's me.

*Reels as in the things movies are on....so if it's a nightime reel it is a dream...., and that rhymed......couldn't resist it, sry...but it was funny huh? (reference to Gabriel Iglasias's stand up comedy)

"edit: made 'Barry' less friendly and more annoying and arrogent intentionally*

This post has been edited by jchamber: Mar 3 2006, 04:45 PM